Serena looked like a different person at first glance, wearing a white shirt with a wavy collar, light gray trousers cut extremely close, and long fiery red hair tied up in a ponytail. The pair of big black-framed glasses on the bridge of the nose mixes intellectuality and quietness in the elegant and neat clothing style, which is actually a bit of an academic beauty.

But in Relo's opinion, it's all disguise.

The nose of the little girl's skin is completely healed, and I don't know if there is something on it, it seems to be a little higher than before. Coupled with those beautiful big eyes, slightly strong eyebrows, and unscrupulously revealing fiery red lips - the words "unruly" naturally jumped out, burning the disguised intellectual beauty in one fell swoop.

There is no such narrow law as the narrow road of the enemy. Lei Luo knew that what was in front of him was not a thorny rose, but a man-eating flower, and turned around quietly, wanting to flash people.

At the same time, Serena, who was spinning her paintbrush in all her boredom, seemed to have sensed something, and cast a glance here.

"Huh?" the girl Huo Ran stood up, and only Lei Luo's reflection was left in her wide eyes.

Lei Luo walked out quickly with his head down, and when he arrived at the door of the salon, he collided head-on with a fat man with a waist circumference more than twice as much as him, and was pulled by the other party. "Are you Relo, Merkel told me what you look like, hahaha!"

This fat man's voice was like thunder, and everyone in the salon looked sideways for a while.

Lei Luo sighed, turned back just in time to meet Serena's cold gaze, and simply grinned at the other party, dispelling the idea of avoiding it.

"Who are you?" Lei Luo was hugged by the fat man, barely breaking his lumbar spine, and beckoned with difficulty.

"My name is Tutu, I'm sixteen years old, and I'm also from the Panshan Martial Arts Center. The fat man narrowed his eyes and laughed so that the waves on his belly surged, which was a spectacle.

The two found a place to sit down, and Tutu himself occupied half of the sofa, and his huge body was afraid that he was not three hundred pounds, and Lei Luo was speechless.

Tutu is quite talkative, and the conversation is not finished as soon as it is opened. Under Lei Luo's repeated hints, the fat man finally lowered his voice and talked about the key content.

Merkel did not take the wrong place, this place is indeed a membership-based art salon, and it is quite famous in the royal capital. There is no full-time gate post throughout the year, and non-members are allowed to enter.

Today's arrivals are basically teenagers who are amazingly talented in the field of secret martial arts, the maximum age is not more than 17 years old, and the list in the hands of the organizers does not exceed 100 people. There are more than 300 branches in the country, and in the end, only Lei Luo and Tutu were recommended, which can be imagined as the threshold is high and the competition is fierce.

Outside of the four martial arts halls of the Wind Forest Volcano, most of the other recommendations come from powerful figures in various countries. Once all the martial arts cultivators on the list have arrived, the organizers will initiate the first step of the routine - sending everyone to the real Iron Gate.

This salon is just a temporary meeting point, and the Iron Gate not only has nothing to do with the Secret Martial Alliance, but it was also created by the rebels of the Alliance. I don't know if it's for the sake of competition, as early as BC, the Iron Gate launched this kind of free trial - they contributed manpower and material resources to prove that what can be learned in the Secret Martial Arts Alliance is shit.

Countless young talents have benefited from this, and after the trial, there have been earth-shaking changes in martial arts and even in strategy. The most famous example of this is the Bloody Grand Duke of the Silverwing Empire.

Today, the annual free trial has almost become an open secret in the martial arts circle. Several of the current leaders of the Iron Gate have been at the top of the most wanted lists of countries for many years, and the bounties are astronomical. The statements of various governments have always been resolute: they must crack down on them and never tolerate the growth of such informal clandestine organizations. However, before the trial day, those representatives of the government often suddenly suffer from amnesia, and they desperately want to put the most talented descendants of the family on the trial list of the Iron Gate, no matter how much it costs.

The Secret Martial Arts Alliance had no way to deal with it, so it had to turn a blind eye. Some people speculate that the Iron Gate is so painstakingly just to clear its name, and in fact several powerful countries, including the Silver Wing Empire, have secretly extended olive branches to it, but have not received any response.

An ancient and mysterious secret military organization, a routine trial with an extremely high casualty rate, and a group of crazy participants in pursuit of maximum profit...... Only then did Lei Luo understand what Merkel meant when he was leaving, the old man colluded with Bard and them, and put himself together - what kind of young martial artist assessment agency is this, it is simply a ghost gate!

"If it's really going to die, why are those big guys willing to send their own children here?" asked Lei Luo.

Anyway, in the future, we will have to fight to the death in the power field, so it is better to sharpen our temperament now and develop our skills. Once a person has licked the blood, it will be different. Tutu held his chin and said in a pretended profound.

"Who told you that?" said Relo.

"My dad. Tutu didn't expect to be seen through by him at a glance, and he was greatly embarrassed.

"Are you also a nobleman?" this time Lei Luo was really curious.

"No, my dad is Tulu, the chief curator of the Iwayama Martial Arts Gym, and he doesn't have much interest in the nobles' stuff. Tutu replied honestly.

Lei Luo was taken aback, but he didn't expect this "little" fat man with a shiny face to be bigger than his body size.

"Senior Brother Leiluo, I'm the worst at fighting, and when I get to the place, you have to take care of me!" Tutu was obviously much more shrewd than he looked, and his smile was already flattering, "Merkel said, you are very, very powerful. In order to ask what you look like, I also paid him a golden dragon!"

“......”

Speechless, Relo glanced at Serena's location and saw that the girl was still glaring at him coldly, but still not moving further.

"Probably because I'm afraid that the organizers will be upset!" Lei Luo thought to himself, taking the water that Tutu poured and taking a sip.

Tutu grew up in the royal capital since he was a child, and he recognized many sons. Seeing Lei Luo looking at Serena, he hurriedly whispered to stop: "Don't look at that girl, she is a member of the Wolf family, and she is also the fiancée of the first heir of the Lionheart family, you will cause trouble!"

"What wolf, lion?" Lei Luo didn't understand.

"The Wolf family is the Mensa family, and they are very powerful in the royal capital. The Lionheart family is even more powerful - the Caesar family, the authentic royal relatives, the descendants of the bloody Grand Duke. When the two families announced their marriage, it caused a sensation in the whole city!"

Lei Luo couldn't help but be interested when he heard the bloody Grand Duke, and was about to ask a few more questions, when there was a slight commotion in the direction of the door.

There were already a lot of people in the salon, and the young man who walked in at this moment was wearing a silver shirt and no extra decorations, but it attracted all eyes at once. Strictly speaking, he is not very handsome, but he is superior in his noble temperament, and his gestures are like a natural king patrolling the territory, and his demeanor is natural and easy-going, and there is nothing annoying about people.

"Pfister!"

"Big Brother Pfister!"

In this greeting one after another, the young man bowed his head one by one in a friendly manner, and when he saw Serena, he showed a faint smile. Serena, however, looked away as if she didn't see his signal.

"Well, Serena's future husband, the future head of the Lionheart family, Pfist. In this trial, he is a big hit!" Tutu looked envious.

"What is the trial?" Lei Luo couldn't help but glance at the young man named Pfister, feeling that he was indeed much more talented than himself.

Tutu was about to answer, but he couldn't help but be nervous when he saw Pfister walking straight over.

"I'm sorry, both. I happen to be an old member here, and I'm used to sitting on this sofa, can you please let it go to me?" Pfister's obsessive-compulsive disorder is well-known in the circle, which is the biggest reason why the other royal capital teenagers didn't give him up their seats.

"Oh. Without saying a word, Lei Luo pulled Tutu to his feet.

"Please wait!" Pfister stopped the two who were about to walk away, thought for a moment, and said, "Well, when we get to the Iron Gate, the trial teams will be divided." You guys follow me for the time being, don't dare to say anything else, the right to qualify will definitely help you get it. ”

Just as Lei Luo could sense Pfister's strength aura, Pfister had also seen that Lei Luo and Tutu were almost at the level of a third-level soldier. It is of course remarkable that they can reach this state when they are young, but among the nearly 100 people here and now, they can only be ranked last. Relo's dress looked like he was from the bottom of society, and Pfister felt that being able to stand here with this kind of background already meant victory. In order to thank Relo for his reasonableness, Pfister felt that it would mean a lot to them to help him and Tutu go further in the trial.

"Thank you, no need. Relo's reaction was a big surprise to Pfister.

Several teenagers standing not far away were originally looking at Lei Luo and Tutu with envy, and they were all a little demented when they heard this answer.

"You don't even know the way of Pfister, do you?"

"Fool, it's a stroke of luck to have Pfister with you!"

"It's so stupid, I don't know how to hug ...... such a powerful thigh."

In the midst of the discussion, Pfister quickly regained his composure, smiled at Lei Luo, and encouraged: "I respect your decision, good luck!"

Relo nodded, and turned away with Tutu.

"Didn't I tell you, this is Pfister! How much money did the Lionheart family spend to train him, why don't you agree to team up with others?" Tutu complained in a low voice.

"I don't like to get too close to people I don't know, it can be a hassle. Relo replied.

Pfister's sensory acumen was far beyond that of ordinary people, and he listened to this conversation in his ears word for word, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

I'm in the way, it's troublesome???